With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 575 Breaking Limits One After Another: The Flames of Karma Refine True Gold! (6k)

A beam of purple light surged from between the dragon demon's brows.

It is not purely destructive, but also has certain corrosive properties.

The internal structure of the object that is hit tends to decay.

Unable to withstand it any longer, it then spreads to the external structure.

If the surface cannot be blocked, the whole will rapidly disintegrate and collapse.

This method of converting one's own spiritual power to emit a corrupting "demonic energy beam"
It was indeed derived from the Buddha's head, and was transformed and controlled by the Dragon Demon using the vertical pupil between its eyebrows.

Having thought it through, Meng Chuan pondered:
"Any martial artist with a certain ability to discern qi can see that its essence is spiritual power, not demonic energy."

The ability to discern the flow of Qi is attributed to a method of perception.

There's no need to bother with martial artists who know nothing.

Those who pretend to be ignorant when they know the truth, and dare to talk nonsense and spread rumors outside.

Meng Chuan wouldn't tolerate it, and immediately slapped him across the face.
After this analysis, he felt much more at ease.

Ideally, it should be used openly and without reservation in regular combat.

The Dragon Demon's ability is quite powerful, enough to elevate his regular combat strength.

The beam of light emitted from the vertical pupil has no after-swing.

It's no problem to shoot out of the blue and kill a martial arts master who is completely unprepared.

Even ordinary True Martial Arts and precious armor cannot be tainted in the slightest.

Although it doesn't crumble on the spot like a stone.

It is not difficult for one's spirit to be corrupted by the filth of a blade.

Meng Chuan recalled the overwhelming demonic energy spewed from the giant Buddha head.

If the Dragon Demon could further enhance this ability, it would be as formidable as the Buddha's powerful aura, making it invincible in group battles.
There's no need to change the magnetic field or activate the aura of the scene.

Faced with the chaotic dance of demons, the dragon demon tilted its head back and spewed a breath that would kill them all.
After some thought, Meng Chuan decided to name this ability of the Dragon Demon "Deconstructing Divine Poison".

The mental exertion required for this ability is still within his tolerance range.

However, considering that the dragon demon appeared in reality from within his body, it also required a continuous drain on his mental energy.

The combination of these two factors increases the mental burden.
After weighing the options for a moment, Meng Chuan realized that his total mental strength still needed improvement, so he decided to temporarily reserve this ability as a trump card and not use it casually.

Faced with a "humanoid" opponent, the Dragon Demon waited for an opportunity to strike.

Seeking the ultimate, lethal burst.

To counter the large-sized Heavenly Demons, the Dragon Demons love to burrow into the bodies of such enemies.
Combined with this structural psychoactive toxin, it directly shuts down their brain!

Thinking about it that way...
Wow, Dragon Demon!

It's becoming more and more useful!

If the Dragon Demon had possessed this ability when fighting against the Buddha's head, it would have been a good opportunity.

Perhaps, without even needing to intervene, he could simply send the Dragon Demon inside and the Dragon Demon would be able to deal with the Buddha Head from within.

Meng Chuan looked inward for a moment, then looked at the image creatures within his body.

Dao Xin, Dragon Demon, and Dragon Demon II.

Although there weren't many of them, each one was very useful; none of them were idle inside his body.

Meng Chuan's body does not harbor idle people.
The experiment with the dragon demon's new abilities has ended.

Meng Chuan returned to his room and took out the package that had just arrived from his waist tag.

The iconic red courier box of Quandutong is placed on the table.

The shipping cost for this order was paid by the government. The [Meritorious Armory] offers free shipping for a one-time purchase of 10,000 battle merits, so it's a small bargain.

Meng Chuan opened the box to inspect the goods, and as his eyes flashed, a streak of golden energy flashed past.

"Click".

The box lid opened with a click.

The items worth 10,000 battle merits are all stored in this small black box.

Look down.

As expected, the inside of the box glowed with a clear, transparent blue light.

One large and five small, a total of six water-related cores, were stuck by foam material.

Meng Chuan took them out one by one, examined them by observing their aura, and nodded.

confirm the receipt of goods.

Even if it's a gift from the government, you have to be careful with something worth over 200 million.
We'll investigate further.

The larger one originated from the [Xi Luo Tian] demon nest on the southern coast and is the core of the top-tier third-order great demon [Ming Shui Demon].

This celestial demon is the same as the tiger demon he killed earlier.

They are all "noble landlords" of the universe, and it is said that they have a trace of divine blood in their bodies, which is of great value.

Of the 10,000 battle merits, this item accounted for 80% of the expenses.

For the remaining five, Meng Chuan also selected the best among the second-tier high-level Heavenly Demons.

Now that we're not short of money, we'll naturally feed them well.

This allows the dragon demon to feed back higher quality water-elemental energy to the muscles and bones.

These are all "nutritional supplements" bought for Long Mo, as Meng Chuan had promised beforehand, and he couldn't go back on his word.

He was able to overcome the immense pressure of Mount Sumeru and temporarily strengthen his body to defeat the Buddha's head; the Dragon Demon deserves much credit for this.

Therefore, causing a qualitative change in the damage to the soul is only secondary.

Cough
"Boom!"

"Is Brother Meng there?"

There was a series of knocks on the door.

Meng Chuan had just finished feeding the dragon demon and was sitting cross-legged on the ground practicing his martial arts.

He raised an eyebrow, recognizing the person's voice.

The young monk Jue Ming.

Meng Chuan guessed that most of them were just looking for a superficial understanding of the Anle Method and came to him to learn from it.
This method is certainly not easy to practice, and he knows it best as he practices it every day.

After responding, Meng Chuan slowly stood up and pushed open the door.

The young monk squeezed his head in, looking embarrassed, and said:

"Brother Meng, could you demonstrate the steps of 'tapping the teeth and concentrating the mind,' 'stirring the tongue in the 'Jade Pool,' and 'swallowing saliva and guiding the qi' again?"

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Meng Chuan sighed, "After all this fuss, the little monk hasn't even entered the gate yet!"
“Come on, let’s go to the meditation room to find your master. I’ll settle the bill, and we can talk as we walk.”

After closing the door, Meng Chuan stepped out of the room, holding the cultivation room key in his hand.

He already knew that the old man at the front desk was the young monk's personal master.
The fact that martial arts masters are used as gatekeepers only shows that Shaolin has a deep foundation and many experts.
Meanwhile, we will use the meditation room one last time today.

A few days ago, the Five Elements Wood-attribute [Silk Entangling Energy Storage Fist] broke its limit, and the [Wood-Derived Body] trait was obtained.

Today I must break through the limits of Earth Element Fist and master the [Earth Mountain Body].

"Brother Meng, are you preparing to leave?"

The young monk was taken aback by what he heard.

Meng Chuan nodded and said:
"With the year-end approaching, I need to go home."

The young monk nodded, though reluctant to part with her, he didn't show it.

He wasn't a Shaolin disciple; he was just visiting Shaoshi Mountain for study and would leave sooner or later—something the young monk knew perfectly well.

Deep within the Western Saints' Temple.

Earth element meditation room.

With a "beep", the door opened.

Meng Chuan inserted the magnetic card into the card slot, glancing at the electronic display on it.

It's been 788 hours already, and it looks like it'll break 800 today.

If it weren't for the national mission causing a delay, the number could probably have exceeded a thousand.

The cost of using the meditation room is 20,000 per hour.

All told, the expenses for practicing the Five Elements Fist at Shaolin Temple alone have recently exceeded 15 million.
"Luckily, I can afford it."

His income from short-video martial arts instruction has essentially enabled him to achieve financial freedom.

Anything that requires spending money will not exceed nine figures.

When making a payment, I basically just blindly press zero.
After closing the door, Meng Chuan's mind returned to its previous state, and he immediately immersed himself in martial arts training.

As you stroll into the room, take in your surroundings and allow your own energy to blend with the room's ambiance, achieving harmony.

The four walls were made of thick, yellowish-brown rammed earth, and the floor was paved with fine gray bricks.

In the center stands a small pyramid, its surface wrapped with oil-soaked hemp rope.

Dry, earthy vapors rise from the pyramid's surface and permeate the entire interior.

Yellow air currents surged like waves in the air, clearly visible to the naked eye.

With this thought in mind, Meng Chuan sat on his horse and began practicing his martial arts.

Borrowing the wonder of the Arhat Stance, both feet are firmly planted in the sand, while the arms extend forward like a tiger crouching.

The powerful force surged, causing a surge of energy and blood, instantly creating a sandstorm in the room.

He was practicing the "Mountain-Shattering and Earth-Shaking Fist" while silently contemplating the wonders of the spleen and earth.

On the mental panel, the proficiency level kept fluctuating.

In the hall.

The old monk drank tea alone, waiting for his disciple and that brat to come out.

"All told, this kid has been using the cultivation room for more than ten hours a day on average."

With this kind of perseverance, he is sure to achieve great things in the future.

The old monk had previously learned from his disciple that Meng Chuan would also rely on his own physical training to cultivate a sacred body, practicing a large amount of hard skills every day.

In addition, there are core methods, secret methods, Heart Sutra mantras, and the cultivation of Taoist Qi refining methods.
All of this combined probably leaves no time for sleep, let alone slacking off.
Shaoshi Mountain is full of outstanding talents; he has seen countless brilliant young men.

Putting everything else aside, let's just talk about resilience.

This guy is undoubtedly number one, and can be called the "Number One Liver King" of Shaoshi Mountain.

The earth element meditation room upstairs.

Meng Chuan did not practice boxing blindly; he would often sit cross-legged after a few rounds.

We will reflect on the problems we just encountered and make improvements accordingly.

His profound wisdom and the power of eternal proof quietly played a role in this process.

Standing up again and assuming a stance, Meng Chuan stretched his fist, and a vast yet steady aura surged forth.

The intent of the fist swirls around the body, and the earthen dragon coils around.

Each punch reveals its massive size, crushing everything with overwhelming force!
The heart is like a blazing furnace, the fists like thunderous drums.

Boom!
Boom!
Boom! ! !
This is how you should perform the Mountain-Shattering, Earth-Shaking Fist!

With each tremor, qi and blood converge and intertwine, as powerful as a mighty river flowing freely.

Five times, ten times, twenty times!
Meng Chuan has already unlocked the secret of breaking through the limits of martial arts; all that remains is to sprint forward!
Liver surgery!
Even with special materials attached, the sealed training room could not block the surging sounds of fists and feet breaking through the air.

The birds on the rooftop were startled and took flight, making the whole building seem to shake.

Not far from Meng Chuan's quiet room, Jue Ming quickly came out to check what was going on.

Down in the lobby, the old monk also stood up.

Looking towards the end of the stairs, her eyes were squinted shut.

Practice this real kung fu punch continuously, twenty times?

Even disregarding physical endurance, which martial arts master could withstand the constant movement of qi and blood?

If it weren't for Meng Chuan's physical body and bones, and the enhancement of his special qualities and numerous treasures, he would have long since become inhuman.

It is as hard as meteorite iron and as tough as dragon tendons.

If an ordinary second-level fighter were to damage their body like this, they would probably have been completely drained by the repeated punches, their skin and internal organs shattered, and they would have died!

Even Meng Chuan was nearing his physical limit at this moment.

Its whole body was faintly red, like a boiled shrimp.

But that's how breaking limits works; how can you rejuvenate without pushing your body to its limits?

His punches became increasingly fierce, his earth-elemental fist intent as heavy as a mountain, each punch crushing with overwhelming force.

Overall, his original domineering aura has been tempered with a touch of composure.

On the surface, they appear calm and composed, but in reality, their contact reveals an undeniable deterrent power!

As the fist movements circulate repeatedly, the meridians, like wild horses, gallop wildly.

The flow of Qi and blood in the meridians becomes increasingly intense. Comfort is reserved for the dead. Earth-shaking Fist, thirtieth repetition!
Earth is not his forte, so he has to "go all out" to find a chance to break through his limits. With only 2% left, he is unwilling to rely on a single certificate to perpetuate his limitations.

Let's have a head-on confrontation! He's a martial arts genius now!
Time passes slowly.

On the fiftieth time, even though Meng Chuanming hadn't transformed his mental magnetic field, his entire body still ignited.
The rising vapor around me was a mixture of blood and sweat, I couldn't tell.

He was like pumpkin porridge being cooked on a stove, with someone adding a handful of firewood.

It was burning fiercely, boiling completely.

Even so, Meng Chuan never stopped punching and kicking.

His eyes shone brightly with golden light as he stared intently at the empty space between the fists and feet.

Keep fighting!

If cooking porridge isn't enough, stuff me into Laozi's alchemy furnace!
True gold is refined by the fires of karma!
Meng Chuan frowned deeply; the barrier to breaking through the limit was like a calamity star in the sky, teetering on the verge of collapse.

They hit him again, a full sixty-six times.

An earthy brown sheen burst forth from his body, and as he retracted his fist, fine, sand-like specks of light scattered along the way.

Clenching his fist again, he absorbed a large amount of energy in the room, revealing a thick, sturdy helmet with light brown patterns.

Wisps of clouds peeked out from the sky, and Meng Chuanchang absorbed the purest and most refined primordial energy of heaven and earth into his body.

It transforms into qi and blood, erupting fiercely like a tidal wave.

Muscles, bones, skin, and internal organs all converge in the meridians and are then sent to the Martial Arts Heaven.

Five stars were lit up in succession, and Meng Chuan counted them all, making a total of 240!
Of the 355 acupoint stars, only a little over 100 remain. How satisfying!

How much Qi and blood do you have now?
Within the meridians, there are still over 700 points of Qi and blood, and the six major acupoints at the top of the head contain a total of 3600 points.

Each star contains one hundred points of vital energy.

All of these cages together add up to more than 28,000 points of Qi and Blood!
Cool!
Meng Chuan was not overwhelmed by the exhilarating feeling of renewed energy and blood; he gained some insights while practicing boxing.

It's like a "small enlightenment in the Five Elements Fist" that was quietly triggered.

It invigorates the body and soothes fatigue.

Therefore, without adjusting one's breathing, one changes the direction of one's fist and begins to unleash the "Armor-Piercing Heart-Piercing Fist".

Strive to break this method again as soon as possible, so that the Five Elements Dharma Wheel appears and the Five Aggregates True Fist is complete!

After a long while, Meng Chuan stopped and stood still, checking the time.

I have been in the meditation room for over fifteen hours.

When finishing a stance, one should not go too far or too little. Even in normal boxing practice, one should follow a gradual approach.

This Five Elements Metal Fist is still some distance from breaking through its limits.

If I were to try and go all out like the Earth-elemental Fist, breaking the limit today would definitely not be an option.

"If it's even a second past the hour, you'll be charged. I might as well practice a little longer."

Meng Chuan is also a thrifty person; he can't afford to waste 20,000 yuan an hour.
With a flick of his palm, he suppressed the sandstorm.

Upon flipping through the pages again, the booklet came into view.

What to practice?
My body is already tired and I am not suitable to practice boxing.

I recently acquired the Buddhist Heart Sutra mantra – the Medicine Buddha's Method for Purifying the Six Senses and Recognizing Form.

The practice of the Heart Sutra mantra is to experience with one's heart the charm of the words left between the lines by enlightened monks.

Then, use the power of the mind to analyze and understand the process, transforming it into one's own power.

In Meng Chuan's understanding, it means to read books with your brain and senses.

The entire process first consumes mental energy, and then increases the upper limit of mental energy.

Therefore, studying Buddhist principles is a prerequisite for practicing this type of Dharma.

Otherwise, even if you bring your brain, it's useless; you'll just skim through the whole thing as if you're reading gibberish.

Sitting cross-legged, the soul floats slightly, almost separating from the body.

This feeling of being both close and distant between the body and the mind left Meng Chuan in a daze.

"If I break through dimensional boundaries, can my physical body travel into the worlds within the book?"

It's hard to say, the possibility is quite high.

The book is largely based on the teachings of the Medicine Buddha by ancient Shaolin monks.

The faith is guided by the knowledge of color, which helps to purify the eyes and mind through observing and discerning color, and to realize the emptiness of the six senses through the knowledge of color, thus freeing them from afflictions and suffering.

If you can experience it firsthand, it will be much more genuine than just reading about it in words.

Another benefit has been discovered: the body and soul can roam together.

Meng Chuan secretly made a mental note of it, and would try it again when he was able to do it in the future.

Now, I calm my mind and reflect on the past two pages.

Meng Chuan's head was throbbing, exactly the same feeling he had when doing math problems in his past life.
But the difference is that in his previous life, he was a terrible student when it came to math.

In this lifetime, he is undoubtedly a top-tier scholar in martial arts.
Hold your breath and concentrate, silently reciting the scriptures in your mind:

"The six senses of sentient beings, recognizing and distinguishing colors, are the realm of true nature. The eye reflects blue, red, yellow, white, and black, and also encompasses light, darkness, appearance, concealment, and emptiness."

"To see color without being affected by it is to have a pure eye."

"By seeing that the root and form are inherently empty, and not clinging to appearances, one attains the Medicine Buddha's radiant light, is freed from all suffering, and achieves ultimate bliss."

After a long time, the soul wandered in the Dharma of Consciousness and Form.

His mental strength was rapidly declining, but strange sensations were gradually rising in his mind.

A rumbling sound resounded throughout the sea of ​​consciousness, expanding several inches.

Until the moment the sound ceased, all changes came to a standstill.

Sweating profusely, Meng Chuan opened his eyes and simultaneously withdrew his wandering spirit.

A tearing, burning pain shot from the top of my forehead all the way down to my chin.

It only gradually faded away as the soul returned to its place.

Master Bai Bao previously explained that this is the "principle" within the Heart Sutra mantra that the soul carries. The discomfort that remains when the soul returns to the body is perfectly normal.

Exhale, and the spleen's earth element transforms into kidney water, permeating the whole body and dispelling the burning sensation.

Meng Chuan felt much better and opened his eyes, nodding and standing up.

On the panel:
[The Medicine Buddha's Six Senses Method for Recognizing Form: Level 1 (4%) → (6%)]

Just like the previous two times I practiced.

During the first level of training, proficiency can increase by 2% daily.

If you practice at this pace every day without fail, you can break through to the second level in 50 days, and your total mental strength will increase by 20%.

Master Bai Bao said:

"The six senses perceive color, and one progresses through stages to attain enlightenment. After traversing five levels, one finally reaches perfection, which can strengthen the mind and spirit and resist evil spirits."

The first level is called "Initial Discrimination of Root Color," where the perfect spirit gradually gathers.

The second level of consciousness returns to its proper place, and the inner demons begin to disappear;
When one observes the three layers of form and emptiness simultaneously, the inner demons find it difficult to approach.
The four levels of root consciousness are perfectly integrated, and evil cannot invade them;
The final five levels lead to the realm of complete understanding.

Upon reaching the Great Perfection, the six senses and perceptions return to their true nature.

Not only did his spirit soar, but it was like the bright sun in the sky.

With the six senses transformed, one rejects demonic interference and is protected by the Medicine Master's radiant light, thus achieving freedom and unhindered liberation.

Despite the exaggerated claims about the cultivation effects, Meng Chuan remained dissatisfied, showing no sign of joy.

I originally thought this method would be like the Taoist Qi Refining Method, allowing one to break through limitations and obtain special qualities.

Based on current observations, this method shares the same origin as the [secret method].

Unable to break through the limits, the only way to achieve perfection in the future is to study whether the principle of integrating with other martial arts can be effective.

In fact, he had already sensed this when he first began his cultivation.

A deep examination of the Qi cultivation methods of the ancient martial arts era reveals that many of them can be considered precursors to martial arts.

The same principle applies to movement techniques that can break through limitations and acquire special qualities.

It contains the principles of martial arts, and the mastery of fist and foot techniques.

In other words, to acquire a trait, one must be associated with the word "martial arts".

His panel is a [Martial Arts Limit Break Panel], not a Buddhist Scripture Limit Break Panel.
Thinking about it this way, it's not surprising that one can't acquire the special ability.
Therefore, just like secret cultivation methods, it can be categorized as a daily supplementary practice.

Practice when you have free time, and take a break when you're busy.

This method of cultivation consumes a lot of mental energy, which conflicts with learning martial arts in the Battle Soul Space.

When practicing each day, you need to think things through carefully and know how to prioritize.

There's no need to be fixated on the requirement of breaking through to the second level within fifty days.

This is attachment to appearances.

Looking back at the time, it was still about ten minutes to the hour.

Meng Chuan sat cross-legged and took another breath to relieve his mental fatigue.

With a casual gesture, the newly broken limit trait is cast into the Five Elements Wheel.

[Five Aggregates Universe Method: Three Breakthroughs (40%) → (50%) Awaiting Breakthrough]

[Breakthrough Core Trait: Five Elements Convergence (Tier 4 Core)]

Previously, there was the Wood-element Xiangwang Fist that broke through limits, and there was also a Fire-element Fist that broke through limits, which was learned at Wudang and contained the essence of Tai Chi.

Including today, with three fillings and the Five Elements Converging to the Origin breaking through the limit three times, the progress is exactly over halfway.

Five more elemental (intermediate) traits are needed to complete the process.

Calculating the time, while digesting the newly acquired Five Elements Martial Arts principles, Meng Chuan pondered:
"My martial arts realm breaking through the three limits and this method breaking through the limits to perfection should arrive around the same time."

The order in which one comes first is influenced by the improvement of martial arts techniques and the absorption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

If one's martial arts skills improve quickly, then the first breakthrough will be to the third major limit realm.

Conversely, the core trait is the first to break through the limit three times.

The core techniques, boxing skills, hard skills, and so on are all steadily improving.

His realm is about to take a giant leap forward, and he will be truly crowned as a [Martial Arts Master], becoming a top expert in the ancient martial arts era, capable of founding a sect!
In an instant, Meng Chuan's heroic spirit surged forth!

A master is about to emerge from the Meng family!

Of course, he will not become complacent because of a little achievement.

I'm not sleeping tonight, I'm going to keep practicing all night!
Downstairs lobby.

Jue Ming had already left, and Meng Chuan had been practicing his boxing in the meditation room for far too long today.

He had to go back to the martial arts academy for classes, so he didn't wait any longer.

Only the old monk remained, standing and watching, clicking his tongue in amazement:

"What a martial arts fanatic! With such sustained power, even a piece of rotten wood would be forged into meteorite iron."

Moreover, everyone on Shaoshi Mountain knows about Meng Chuan's martial arts talent.

Such perseverance, such talent, wow!
The old monk felt that he was looking around Shaoshi Mountain.

Even leading figures of the new generation like Huijue and Liaohuo are a bit inferior to this kid.

If we broaden the scope further and consider it within the three major Buddhist lineages of Shaolin, Yanhua, and Emei.

Someone with the temperament, talent, and ability of Meng Chuan is so rare that even if you put them together for ten years, you would hardly find another like him.
Unfortunately, he was unwilling to become a monk.

He sat down and pondered the game of chess alone.

After a long while, the old monk suddenly started laughing to himself.

The Buddha gave him the task of guiding Meng to convert to Buddhism, but it seemed impossible for him to complete it.
"The force of the fist can prove one's true nature, the strength of the foot can reveal the true nature, and all three thousand great paths can be cultivated. By using martial arts to understand one's mind and nature, and to comprehend the mystery and attain enlightenment, why should one take refuge in any other sect?"

The old monk was magnanimous, believing that talented people from all over the world are as numerous as carp crossing a river, and there is no need to be fixated on Meng Chuan alone.

Upon hearing the footsteps coming from the stairwell, his expression changed instantly.

The smile vanished from his eyes and brows; his expression changed drastically.

Practice room.

Meng Chuan left the pass, retrieved the card slot magnetic disc, and returned it to the old monk.

The old monk took the card, rubbed it between his index finger and thumb, and said calmly:
"A total of 1608 million, which can be offset by battle merits. If offset, the total will be..."

"No need, senior, I'll transfer the money, cash."

Meng Chuan quickly interrupted, saying that military merits were precious and naturally could not be used.

The old monk checked the accounts, and upon seeing them, slowly nodded and said:

"Got to go?"

"Yes, let's go back with Master Huijue."

The old monk suddenly sighed:
"Huijue, he is also a Qin person from the land of Qin."

Your place is truly blessed with abundant resources and outstanding people; it's a land that produces many talented individuals.

(End of this chapter)